Overnight Rodney Bay Marina has been filled with a whirlwind of ARC yachts arriving; thirty-eight yachts in the last twenty-four hours, with plenty more expected soon. The quiet dockside has been transformed into the venue for a mobile party, as each new arrival is greeted to sirens,cheers, waves, and ice-cold St.Lucian rum punch. After a welter of enthusiastic welcomes, it is time for the party to move on as the next arrival enters the lagoon.

Amongst the arrivals today were the two dismasted yachtsDuckwall Pooley, and Canadian entryMustang, who managed to cross the finish line sailing under jury rig.

Meanwhile onBoo Tigerit is a case of ‘cabin-fever’ for the young crew anxious to arrive and join the party ‘Nearly there! Only 157 nautical miles to go’ writes Amy today. ‘I can’t believe that we have spent 16 days cooped up on the boat. It seems like a lifetime. We’re all clock watching trying to figure out exactly when we will get in and hoping it will be in daylight.’

Slowed down by the lessening trade winds, the crew ofAdeiadecided to take time out and enjoy a mid-Atlantic swim. ‘Mother nature delivered us a two hour lull in both wind and waves yesterday so we took advantage of it by furling our sails, throwing out a line and buoy, and jumping into the deepest, bluest pool any of us has ever been in – this one was about 18,000 feet deep, something over 3 miles! BLUE, BLUE, BLUE and warm, low 80’s.’ said owner Chris Burke.